In the following days, I didn't go to the law firm and stayed at home to take care of my son who had to attend online classes with a broken leg.

Actually, we were afraid to go outside.

I started to outline the story of this case, although I still don't know how it will end.

I drew a timeline on paper:

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2012—2013, Z City, Su Fugui, building materials boss;

Killer/Survivor: Son;

Beneficiary: Lü Jiajia.

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2016—2018, H City, Xia Asan, logistics boss;

Killer: Ex-wife;

Survivor: Daughter;

Beneficiary: Zhang Fengxia.

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2019, Honghai City, Feng Qihang, chain supermarkets;

Killer: ?;

Survivor: ?;

Beneficiary: Zhang Fengxia.

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I stared at the words above, as if trying to see through the paper.

Zhang Fengxia had been married three times, what about Lü Jiajia?

And what about the other women in their gang?

I excitedly sent a voice message to Old Yang, asking him to investigate in this direction.

In the evening, we had a shocking breakthrough:

Another female accomplice, from C City, whose husband died in 2007.

In 2014, she married a man who owned a machinery factory in J City. The next year, the husband abused his father to death, the child suffered brain damage from food poisoning, and the ex-wife borrowed high-interest loans to treat the child. She was forced to jump off a building...

Behind each case, there are bloody and tragic stories of broken families.

These people, seemingly untouched by blood, are actually messengers from hell!

Suddenly, the phone on the table vibrated, it was Jin Wenyu.

"Lawyer Gao, I am back."

I: "Didn't I tell you not to come? Did they contact you?"

Jin Wenyu: "No. But I haven't been in touch with my child for two weeks, how could I sit still?"

I closed my eyes, trying to calm myself down.

Indeed, I couldn't blame the victims; they were all involuntarily involved.

I: "Why not call the police first? After all, you are the mother, and you have the right to visit at any time."

Jin Wenyu: "Will they... kill the hostage?"

I: "They shouldn't, they haven't killed anyone before."

Jin Wenyu: "Yes, yes."

I: "Do you know Su Fugui or Xia Asan?"

I waited for her response, but there was silence, a long silence.

Suddenly, a short "beep, beep" sound came from the phone.

Did she hang up?

Or was it...